Ming Zuo

Zheng's people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

He was beaten severely for no reason, but he had no choice but to watch the First Division of Lu Zhan retreat completely.

This feeling of helplessness, of course, will turn into endless anger.

Zheng Bing has decided to vent all his anger and frustration on Mo Chao.

Can't beat the empire, can't beat you?

People in Mo Chao didn't know that the Zheng family in the south was about to go crazy again.

At this moment, the people of Mo Chao are in the midst of extreme joy.

Because the Mo army led by Mo Chaozong is progressing very smoothly and has already reached the hinterland of Guangxi.Everyone in the Mo Dynasty was looking forward to how many spoils Mo Chaozong would bring back.

But Mo Chaozong's mood was not so optimistic.

"Where did these toasts get the muskets?"

Standing at the foot of the mountain, watching his attack being repelled again, Mo Chaozong was full of question marks.

After fighting for seven days and seven nights, Mo Jun finally discovered that the chieftain of the Yao family not only had muskets in his hands, but also seemed to be more powerful than theirs.

It was only because the gunshots fell that Mo Chaozong felt that there was something to be done, so he increased the attack force one after another.

But without exception, no matter how much he strengthened his attack, those who rushed forward would be beaten back.

And the more people go up, the greater the casualties.

"Order the ministries to attack again after lunch. If it fails, then withdraw the troops."

The delay in front of the Yao family village was too long, and Mo Chaozong, who had rich experience in war, always felt a little uneasy.

Anyway, this time the troops were sent out to rob, not to conquer the city, and there was no need to spend hard under a poor cottage.

It's a pity that Mo Chaozong's reaction was too late.

"Where have we been?"

Between the mountains, a national defense force of tens of thousands of people is trekking fast.

The officer stood aside, not very satisfied.

"Report to the commander, the Siming Mansion is ahead, and there are [-] Mo troops guarding this place."

Song Helong, the commander of the 6th Division of Public Security, opened the map, and after checking it, he had a score in his heart.

"After passing the Siming Mansion, Zhennan Pass is not far away. Tell the soldiers that our goal is ahead. Be patient, we must not let the Annan people go."

When deciding to encircle and wipe out the Mo army, Yan Hongshan began to dispatch troops and generals.

In addition to the No.15 Division going straight to the Mo army, he also let the 6th and 7th Divisions of Public Security start from Qinzhou Prefecture and advance along the border of the Mingjiang Valley by leaps and bounds.

The goal of the 6th Public Security Division is Zhennan Pass, while the 7th Public Security Division is further away.

They want to lay down Guishun Prefecture.

The two security divisions worked together to block the escape route of Mo Jun, trying to prevent Mo Jun from escaping back.

Mo Chaozong was a little overjoyed because of the smooth operation, and there were not many soldiers and horses arranged on the back road, and they were not elite.

That night, the 120th Division of Public Security, which had traveled more than 6 miles, attacked Siming Mansion in the dark.

The Mo army here did not react at all, and was rushed into the city by the 6th Division of Public Security and was quickly defeated.

Although some deserters passed the news to the rear, the 6th Division of Public Security moved too fast, and followed closely behind.

Siming Prefecture, Shangshi Xizhou, Xiashi Xizhou, and Zhennanguan all fell into the hands of the 6th Division of Security in just three days.

At the same time, the 7th Division of Public Security, which set out first, also captured Guishun Prefecture with lightning speed.

"Send a letter to Mr. Yan that our department has successfully completed the task and wait for their good news."

Standing on the Zhennan Pass, looking at the lush mountains in Annan, Song Helong was overwhelmed with emotion.

He knew that it would not be long before he would follow the army into that land and turn it into Chinese territory.

The No.15 division has launched an attack on the Mo army.

First of all, in the Daming Mountain area, a small group of troops sent by the Mo army to plunder was attacked and never returned.

General Mo Jun didn't care at first, and sent people to check, but the people he sent didn't come back.

Only then did he realize that something seemed to be wrong.

And when he reported the situation to Mo Chaozong, the Long'an garrison on the western front also quickly sent news.

They were attacked by unknown soldiers and horses.

Although the number of opponents is small, but their combat strength is strong, Long An is almost unable to defend.

Strange things came from the east and west roads at the same time, making Mo Chaozong feel as if a chain was slowly tightening his neck.

Without thinking about it, he quickly asked, "How is Wu Yuan?"

Wuyuan is where the Nanliu River and the Xijiang River meet, and it is also an important channel for the Mo army to transport grain and grass, and it is also the only way to return to the division.

However, all the generals under his command looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one could answer.

Mo Chaozong was furious.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Send someone to investigate immediately."

There was a flutter of chickens and dogs jumping outside the tent, and someone galloped away.

Just doing this, Mo Chaozong was still a little uneasy.

"Ming Jin withdraws the troops, gathers the luggage quickly, and pulls out the camp at any time."

Deputy General Chen Daogong persuaded: "Although the National Defense Forces have entered Guangxi, they are thousands of miles away, so they shouldn't come so soon."

Mo Chaozong's face was full of anger.

"There is a saying in the Han Chinese military books that you should be lenient in anticipating the enemy, and strict in anticipating yourself. Be careful, and you will never make a big mistake."

That night, the sentry sent to investigate came back.

"Wu Yuan didn't find out about the enemy, but he hasn't received food for two days."

Both good news and bad news made Mo Chaozong quickly make up his mind.

"The whole army pulls out the camp and retreats immediately."

All the generals watched the sky getting dark, full of reluctance.But under the power of Mo Chaozong, they had no choice but to disperse.

Like them, the soldiers of the Mo army only wanted to light a fire to cook and sleep well after eating.

But at this time, the order was given to set off on the road, and the entire battalion soon complained.

In such an atmosphere, Mo Jun's efficiency was greatly affected.It took two full hours before the vanguard came out of the camp.

Seeing this situation, Mo Chaozong really wanted to slash people with a knife, but he knew that he must not do this.

The morale of the army is already unstable. If they waited in Kufa, the camp might be bombed immediately.

Especially in recent years, the Mo Dynasty has become increasingly precarious under the oppression of the Zheng family.Trapped in the mountains of Gaoping, the days of going up and down are very embarrassing.

Finally came out this time and snatched a lot of good things, which can just soothe the morale of the army.

If punishments are imposed indiscriminately and the soldiers become alienated, the situation will be even more dangerous.

His helplessness is the good news for Division No.15.

At the foot of Daming Mountain, the headquarters of the No.15 Division is set up here.

Looking at the information sent back, Yan Hongshan's laughter resounded through the camp.

"The Mo army is moving slowly and procrastinating. It is a good time for our army to attack. Order the various ministries to launch a full-scale attack in Matou Town tomorrow morning."

In the night, the No.15 Division and the Mo Army were moving along different routes.

It's just one fast and one slow, and the results are naturally good and bad.

(Not today!)